As I try to embrace the change. I learn not to try.
With each instance where I resist the flow.
I am in flow. To watch the thoughts.
The thoughts which I am not. 
The watcher of the thoughts,
is content and blissful.
The observer needs nothing.
The observer is just.
The observer is love and full of surrender.
With the observer came the essence of life.
There was access through the divine breath.
Which keeps us alive.
Through signs I use to ground myself.
I became more and more alive. 


© Krishdga   4.4.17